Beer of our Love

Magical yeast mixes with hops, barley, and water from a virgin spring to create this golden frothy liquid that touches the lips and heightens the senses.

Over the course of many lifetimes, monks have quenched their sexual desires for the flesh by placing a beer glass to their lips over and over and over again; Desires suppressed by a wonderful state of being constantly tipsy. 

Not one for convention, you created a beer for us like no other. You call it “our golden goddess goon“, as you say I turn into a goddess whenever you drink our brew.

The beer of our love showers us daily.  It froths in our minds to foam all over our bodies, to stain the bed, sheets, carpets and the walls.


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